Today, I was in the presence of true greatness...

Earlier today, I was driving my 911 at a pretty good pace on a winding road, near the limits of my comfort zone. With focused eyes and two hands on the wheel, I was clipping perfect imaginary apexes and nailing every downshift.

Suddenly, my mirrors were so full of dull red paint that I couldn't even identify the vehicle that was practically bump drafting me. I mustered all my skill, yet I could not shake the driver behind. I felt weak as I pulled aside and allowed it to pass.

Much to my amazement, it was a ratty old Lincoln Navigatior, piloted by a young female driver. The most amazing part is that she was on the phone as she exhibited these nerves of steel! Surely, she must be the great-grand-niece of Fangio, on her way to an important meeting at a local think-tank.

I need to reassess my driving skills.

She obviously had the arnold exhaust.........you have to stop being such a p.ussy and turn your car into a man.

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You were enjoying the experience, she was late for work.

She was delivering tofu.

All women secretly have god-tier driving skills, but only use them when they have to pee

Woody wrote: Suddenly, my mirrors were so full of dull red paint that I couldn't even identify the vehicle that was practically bump drafting me. I mustered all my skill, yet I could not shake the driver behind. I felt weak as I pulled aside and allowed it to pass. Much to my amazement, it was a ratty old Lincoln Navigatior, piloted by a young female driver. I need to reassess my driving skills.

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Yes... you do. I have this one annoying(not really) younger friend, who keeps reminding me a Buick is in my future. If an old Lincoln Navigator just resides on your bumper while you muster ALL YOUR SKILL ....

Its time for a cruzin car... bagged, neon, slooow.

Yeah right.....

I was driving Sonic's Z4M coupe which is a frenetic hyperactive car that loves to go fast. It was on a really twisty, hilly road near where he lives. I was not pushing it really hard since it wasn't my car, but I was definitely giving it the beans in the turns - especially where I could see my exits - and generally enjoying the rocket like acceleration that car offers. Meanwhile there was a local in a Mercury Mystique up ahead that I couldn't close the gap on. Sometimes you just have to be amazed at what people can wring out of what they've got.

Woody wrote: Earlier today, I was driving my 911 at a pretty good pace on a winding road, near the limits of my comfort zone. With focused eyes and two hands on the wheel, I was clipping perfect imaginary apexes and nailing every downshift. Suddenly, my mirrors were so full of dull red paint that I couldn't even identify the vehicle that was practically bump drafting me. I mustered all my skill, yet I could not shake the driver behind. I felt weak as I pulled aside and allowed it to pass. Much to my amazement, it was a ratty old Lincoln Navigatior, piloted by a young female driver. The most amazing part is that *she was on the phone* as she exhibited these nerves of steel! Surely, she must be the great-grand-niece of Fangio, on her way to an important meeting at a local think-tank. I need to reassess my driving skills.

welcome to how everyone who got beat by a jeep at the challenge autox feels..

i can only imagine what was going thru the skull of that guy in a C5 Vette that at the time couldn't have been more than a few years old (this was in the year 2003) when i was pulling away from him in on a twisty road in what he had to think was just another POS old Nova with wide tires on it.. he had no way of knowing that the suspension was totally rebuilt and had 800lb springs in the front.. or about the solid body bushings.. or C4 Vette front brakes.. or the 400ish hp under the hood...

Woody wrote: Earlier today, I was driving my 911 at a pretty good pace on a winding road, near the limits of my comfort zone. With focused eyes and two hands on the wheel, I was clipping perfect imaginary apexes and nailing every downshift. Suddenly, my mirrors were so full of dull red paint that I couldn't even identify the vehicle that was practically bump drafting me. I mustered all my skill, yet I could not shake the driver behind. I felt weak as I pulled aside and allowed it to pass. Much to my amazement, it was a ratty old Lincoln Navigatior, piloted by a young female driver. The most amazing part is that *she was on the phone* as she exhibited these nerves of steel! Surely, she must be the great-grand-niece of Fangio, on her way to an important meeting at a local think-tank. I need to reassess my driving skills.

Nah. You just made it easier for her because you were setting the pace. Was she able to pull away after you let her pass? Maybe she drives that road a couple times a day for the last ten years?

Just convince yourself it was Sabine from Germany on vacation using a relatives borrowed Navigator.

9 times out of ten, My mom will say I drive like a madman. No way she can keep up with me, me in a Miata, her in dads G37. Both of us in Southern Indiana, in her stomping grounds? I might as well be on a hay ride, and she in a Lotus. She knows all the roads. I don't.

Legend has it that Fangio was never at a loss for Female companionship. His genes may yet populate the planet, we can only hope

I once was driving a 77 Cutlass S with 350 4V engine on an old mountain road that was later replaced by the Linn Cove Viaduct around Grandfather Mountain. A local yocal came up behind me in an early 60s Falcon wagon, passed me on a short straight and proceeded to leave me in the dust. I tried to keep up for a short while, but threw in the towel. Woody, I feel your pain.

True Greatness? Hmm... I don't remember you coming to see me at work today.

But that does remind me of driving US 50 through western WV in the old Elantra. We're going up and down this windy ass 2 lane, power steering is starting to boil, tires are squealing and I got passed by an old square body S10 blazer 4x4. I thought I was hustling..... they showed me I wasn't.

Today you were in the presence of E36 M3houseluck, it will catch up with her.

In reply to Woody:

Aw, come on now Woody.

Reminds me of an autocross day when my ex. keep pressing me for tips to go faster. After she made an obviously smooth and fast run I heard, "hey Greafin, Mrs. Graefin just beat you. Part of me was really proud of her and part of me was

I've had that happen to me many times. I do it to other folks on a regular basis also. I have a lot of fun chasing and being chased on my favorite twisty 2-lane road. But I have an advantage, I drove that road once each direction 5 days a week for 25 years!

The only time I've consistently been on the other side of the coin is on Rt 9 across southern VT. I drove it twice a week for work for years in an empty 26' Freightliner M2. Slowest up the mountain, and fastest down the mountain, every time. Lots of confused people in Porches, Vettes, and on sport bikes at the huge black box they just couldn't shake until we hit my 72mph fleet governor.

scardeal wrote: She was delivering tofu.

And also using the gutters for greater cornering speeds, she must have been on her home course.

Graefin10 wrote: Reminds me of an autocross day when my ex. keep pressing me for tips to go faster. After she made an obviously smooth and fast run I heard, "hey Greafin, Mrs. Graefin just beat you. Part of me was really proud of her and part of me was

What women sometimes lack in natural aggression they can make up for in being willing to follow directions.

Oddly enough, my ex-g/f was the opposite: tons of aggression, but zero willingness to listen to driving instruction when autocrossing. She has the raw talent, but not the patience to hone it.

Him: New body style Camaro with A pillar gauges and noticeable supercharger noises.

Me: 1991 Miata with rebuilt title, blown shocks, 5 Year old Sumitomo HTR 200, flat grey paint with flakes coming off the hood.

Where: Cloverleaf from one high to another perpendicular highway.

What: Traffic had us neck and neck going into the Cloverleaf, but try as he might, but he could not pass me on the outside during the cloverleaf.

ps. Of course he passed me on the straight highway as soon as we merged but that's not the point. I think I was smiling for a good day.

Ian F wrote: Oddly enough, my ex-g/f was the opposite: tons of aggression, but zero willingness to listen to driving instruction when autocrossing. She has the raw talent, but not the patience to hone it.

sounds like my fiance, she's interested in getting into rally and will be headed to team O'Neil sometime in the next year, but really wants to do Nasa's Rally solo class so that she doesn't have to "deal with" a co-driver. I try explaining that one is needed for emergency wrenching as well and that there's more to the team dymanic to no avail.

on topic, there's a stretch of road nearby called Loch Raven Dr. which has a string of switchbacks on the southeast end through the middle third. Once in the xb I dogged a 1st gen viper r/t with the vainty plate "v10snk" until they pulled over to have me pass.

In rallyx i was humbled quite a few times in the STi by 2.5RSs, B13 se-rs' and 16v neons where i'd be between 4-12 seconds behind them by end of day.

You have to remember that suspension and tire technology has advanced a great deal in the last 50 years...

im so glad that my commute is in the middle of nowhere